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Chapter 100 Pseudo-modular production

Amidst the cheers of his female fans, Tom, along with Denise and Anna, left the afternoon tea house.

Anna was then taken back to the agency, leaving only Tom and Denise in the car.

Dani, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "You seemed quite smug at the afternoon tea house just now?"

Denise grabbed the gearshift, and Tom had no choice but to beg for mercy, saying, "Denise, you know me."

"If I were truly a licentious person, how could I offer my sacred body to you?"

"I have work this afternoon, please let me off the hook~"

Denise fiddled with the gearshift a few times and asked, "Hmph~"

"Tell me what your work is this afternoon."

Tom laid out his plans for the afternoon in detail:

First, pick up Ava and go take a look at the land William gave us.

Let Ava understand how to design and plan the factory area in detail.

Denise heard nothing else but the name "Ava";

"Ava" is a standard German female name. The question was then asked, "Who is Ava, and how old is she?"

How do you know her?

Tom had no choice; his vitals were being exploited, so he could only answer honestly.

A female college student who fled from Germany, she just graduated last year; a genius girl, only twenty years old.

Upon hearing this, Denise's eyes widened, and she sternly objected, "No!"

"You have to go tomorrow. Little Tom has plenty of ammunition today; I won't let you go see a female college student alone!"

And so, Denise forcibly dragged Tom home and emptied little Tom's magazine.

Tom was able to escape from the abyss the next morning after Slaanesh's gaze increased by 20.

Sixteen hours, sixteen hours!

Do you know how painful those sixteen hours were for Tom?

The pain was so intense that I couldn't help but smile, almost splitting my face with laughter.

Tom drove his beloved Ford luxury car to the apartment building he had bought.

Tom's parents didn't move in; only Ava and her father, Kane, lived in the three-story apartment.

Upon entering the apartment building, I saw Kane sitting in the hallway, looking worried.

As soon as he saw Tom emerge from the elevator, Kane rushed over and said ingratiatingly, "Mr. Tom, ever since I got the chemical equations, my daughter has been locking herself in her room."

"I never see her except when we're eating."

"Please help me, I'm very worried about her."

With Ava's biological father present, Tom made no attempt to hide it, taking out a spare key and opening the door to Ava's apartment.

Ava was sitting at her desk, gesturing wildly, oblivious to Tom and Kane.

Ava didn't look normal; her messy hair hadn't been washed or even combed.

His clothes were very casual, a loose shirt on top and men's shorts on the bottom.

The coldness that had enveloped him vanished, leaving only passion—a passion for knowledge.

Tom patted her on the shoulder, and she turned around abruptly, yelling, "Father, how many times have I told you not to hit me—"

Upon discovering that the visitor was Tom, Ava changed her demeanor, took out a thick stack of papers, and excitedly said, "Teacher Tom, please take a look. This is the preliminary plan I have put together."

"Some of the temperature and pressure requirements are simply not feasible for large-scale production with current technology."

What are the reaction byproducts, and will they affect the drug's efficacy?

Tom glanced at Ava's plan and instantly understood the current chemical production conditions.

Strictly speaking, from this moment on, Ava was no longer of any use to Tom in the field of chemical engineering.

Having understood the limitations of the era's technology, Tom, with an intelligence value of 5.0, can optimize it on his own.

But Tom still intends to keep Ava:

On the one hand, it was to build a brand and attract more Jewish scientists to flee to America to work for him, thus helping Tom expand his influence in the American education sector;

On the other hand, it's about concealing one's talents; otherwise, a city councilor who graduated from Yale Law School but possesses chemical engineering knowledge that is ahead of its time would easily attract attention.

It's no wonder the FBI targeted Tom; those in power will never like someone with too many secrets.

But if Tom climbs to the top, then naturally the more secrets the better.

Tom and Ava began discussing the details of the production method.

The discussion continued until 1 p.m., when Ava made a gesture of sudden realization.

With the production plan finalized, the next step is to construct a dedicated production plant based on the production plan and the actual terrain.

Tom said, "Let's tidy up a bit, then I'll take you to see the factory site."

"After the on-site inspection, you will design a detailed factory layout plan."

Ava nodded and began to change her clothes in front of Kane and Tom.

Tom's face darkened. Wasn't this taking advantage of him?

You wicked female college student, trying to defile my innocent and adorable son, Tom.

Tom quickly pulled Kane along and they left the apartment.

Kane was worried about his daughter, so the three of them drove together to the land in Richmond County.

Along the way, Tom explained the factory's security measures to Ava, and she confirmed them.

Tom's plan is to implement "pseudo-modular production" within the factory area.

The drug needs to go through several reaction steps to obtain the final product.

Each step is assigned to a different workshop, and each workshop performs only a single production step, such as extraction, heating, or filtration. Each workshop does not produce just one type of drug, but rather all drugs that require this step. Each workshop simply receives the raw materials, processes them in a uniform manner, and then hands the product over to the next workshop. No engineer knows what their workshop is producing or what role it plays in the drug.

They don't even know whether the products in their own workshop are intermediate or final products.

In short, everything Tom devised was to ensure the secrecy of Hero Pharmaceuticals.

Kane listened as if he were hearing a divine revelation, drooling with awe.

Ava readily understood and said she would optimize the specific plan after returning home.

Tom followed the map and arrived at the "wasteland next to the factory area" that William had mentioned.

Upon arriving at the scene, Tom glanced at the map in his hand again, and after confirming the location, his brows furrowed.

The land is not a completely barren area; in the center, there are various self-built houses and luxury tents.

They gathered in small groups, exuding an air of extravagance.

The poorly dressed young woman who runs a small business

The blatant Turkish tough work signboard

Heart-wrenching cries could be heard intermittently, and occasionally a few scumbag gamblers would be thrown out.

Tom's face darkened completely.

The fact that they could operate such blatantly in the gold-selling kiln suggests they had powerful backers.

Tom said to Ava, "Don't worry about these things. Just continue with your design and pretend they don't exist."

"I guarantee that once your design is complete, this land will become a complete wasteland."

Ava nodded and took out her notebook to write and draw.

Unlike his daughter, who only had a job, Kane sensed the pure murderous intent emanating from Tom.

Tom doesn't care who's behind it all; anyone who dares to interfere with his factory opening will definitely not have a good ending.